List of words you might not know


I love words. Here are a few that I had not been aware of

anomalistic – adjective. Departing from the normal: aberrant, abnormal, anomalous, atypic, atypical, deviant, divergent, irregular, preternatural, unnatural.
Catatonic – psychomotor disorder, meaning it involves the connection between mental function and movement.
daemonic –  An evil supernatural being; a devil.  2. A persistently tormenting person, force, or passion: the demon of drug addiction. 3. One who is extremely zealous, skillful, or diligent: worked away like a demon; a real demon at math.
Democide – governments that kill their own people
Demotic – relating to the kind of language used by ordinary people
Effulgent – shining brightly, radiant
exoteric – intended or likely to be understood by the general public
Iatrogenic –  (of a disease or symptoms) induced in a patient by the treatment or comments of a physician
ochlocracy -government by the populace; mob rule.
Ontological -relating to the branch of metaphysics dealing with the nature of being.”ontological arguments”
Penumbral – 1a : a space of partial illumination (as in an eclipse) between the perfect shadow on all sides and the full light. b : a shaded region surrounding the dark central portion of a sunspot.
Tropological  –a mode of biblical interpretation stressing a moral meaning inhering in the metaphorical character of language

The ‘slough of despond’ between Christmas and New Year


The time between Christmas and new year has never been particularly pleasant because nothing is going on, everyone is unavailable and there is very little to do. I’ve decided to make this year an exception when I am spending more time reading and of course a lot of time on the computer making entries to my COVID site.

Being on your own or one other does not have to be a negative experience if your mind is full of things. I actually found that watching TV was more depressing then it’s normally is so we decided to have some Christmas music instead; that was a real joy. There is an enormous amount of brainwashing through images on the television so it’s quite nice to escape from that.

I have renamed my COVID site from to which sounds more like a story. I got the idea yesterday Sunday at about 2.30 pm and so corresponded with my fellow workaholic David. This morning the new name was registered and the site changed over to its new url.

We had an old friend around yesterday, one of the few on our wavelength and the hours flew by as we shared views and opinions. Most of our meaningful relationships are with distant people. Cyprus, South Africa, Germany, Ireland. Thank goodness for ZOOM and SKYPE.

Francoise  tells  me that she cannot go to France without having had a PCR test within  72 hours before traveling. Tests can only be done in London. In addition her passport has lapsed though an extension has been granted. She is nervous that she will not be able to get back. Thank you Matt Hancock for taking further lousy advise from Imperial College.

Making plans to go off to North Cornwall the weekend after next. I hope to be doing some readings and will this time focus on my more forensic work, looking at male and female ratios at the time of conception compared with the radio at birth. People forget how important the time in the womb is. It can make or break a life.



To the RUH hospital in the rain obediently wearing my mask


Obedient means   ‘complying or willing to comply with an order or request; submissive to another’s authority.  Example “a docile and obedient dog” The only reason I wear a mask is because in the hospital you have to.  The staff are so thoroughly ‘trained’ that they will reprimand you on pain of losing their jobs.

So, its a  rainy and miserable but warm day.  I arrive early to enjoy the ever changing gallery of paintings and images in the corridors.  I will let them speak for themselves.

My eye injection went well with a delightful doctor called Emma. I had after effects – bloodshot eyes and some pain – but I know it will return to normal within a few hours. This will have been my 36th injection. To save ‘wear’ on the eye they inject in different quadrants each time.

Bluepool Mary-Jane Evans
Family group – Tim Carroll
Extraction of the Cupcake William Rose
Alex;s Attic Tom Eddiott
Slight easing of restrictions
Flamingo Rosie Webb
An all-to common site in Bath (and everywhere come to that)
A steam in full flood in Wellow.

A priest actually giving a homily on The Great Reset


I was just surfing Youtube as one does, and low and behold I come across Fr. Robert Altier giving a homily ‘God or the Great Reset — there is no middle ground‘. There is a link to the video here. I give 100% creds to someone who speaks the truth and even has the temerity to criticize the Vatican. 60-70% faith in God is not enough. it has to be 100%. He is clearly controversial within his church of St Raphael in Crystal (Minnesota). He attracted the attention of his Bishop. See link here.

We are all going to be severely tested particularly during 2021 which will make 2020 seem like a picnic by comparison.

Today I look my blood pressure. It was a ridiculously high 191/110. I phoned the doctor who told me that its not the heart that is at fault but the associated worry and stress which translates into the readings.  I did another reading later on this time using my right arm and it was down to 127/83

Today marks the start of my reflective Christmas. In the outside world, any moment now I expect to hear that the latest batch of bad science decrees that we must all go on tier 4. Poor Londoners. I believe London is like a ghost town. Poor truck drivers waiting to go through Dover. My wife and myself  on the other hand don’t have much to be troubled about – for now.  Shortages of supplies will eventually seep through the food chain.

In the coming week or so I shall be reading more, learning about how to use Facebook and LinkedIn to publicize my businesses, and looking forwarding to visiting some new friends in Combe Martin, North Devon. My diary is blank until the first working week of 2021 so there will be plenty of time. At times like this you cant expect the world to entertain you but you have to dig within and find your own resources.  I thank God for my lonely childhood as I had to learn independence at an early age.

So, instead of upwards and onwards, it will be inwards and possibly backwards as I revisit my old experiences and see how my present life shows that I have learned from them.

The day of the great conjunction/winter solstice – but Glastonbury town has changed


As all students of the esoteric will know, this is a great day for conjunctions apart from being the winter solstice. There is only one place to be which does not involve a lot of traveling and that is Glastonbury to which we set our sights on, arriving at 11 o’clock in the morning where people were gathered in some numbers to celebrate in their own way. As I have said many times this is a place where you can speak to virtually anybody. I had about half a dozen conversations with various people .

One lady had a son of about 6 years of age who was exceedingly lively and I said that I felt he was not precocious and asked how she was managing. She said the worst was over, the most difficult to manage was when he was 2 years of age, plus she has a very supportive husband that does lots of arty and physical things with him and she, the mother, helps him with school work. He also has a supportive community and a good school.

Dear boy, whoever you are, well done in choosing your destination for this lifetime.

I strolled around for about half an hour with no shoes on which you may think was a bit crazy in winter time but actually it was about 10 degrees  +  and very comfortable. The temperature of the spring does not change between  summer and winter so we went for a paddle in the waters to great effect. Grounding is most important and is a part of purification. It links our energy field with that of the planet. That, and drinking pure water, could solve many of the ills of the body.

The Chalice Well itself – people meditating around the wellhead.

We left chalice well at about 1 PM and went off to have something to eat in Glastonbury town itself. I was horrified to see the sign below that the beloved high street is being changed to allow for ‘social distancing’ as if you can change someone’s habit through constructing a pavement in a certain way.

It is clear that the heavy mob had been around because they was saying they only two people must be in a shop at the same time . About half the people were not wearing masks which is a good sign. We had the ‘one in one out rule’ at Burns the Bread which is where I normally get my lovely sausage rolls . I walked in without a mask and was not challenged. The Council had thoughtfully taken away all the seats in the high street as if that would make any difference to a virus that does not exist for an epidemic or pandemic that has passed.

It is amazing that you can change the atmosphere of a place by making a few rules and regulations that separate people . It was not possible to go into a pub and order a drink without having a ‘substantial meal’ but I was unable to check how many people were actually keeping to that. I wonder what the regulations will be next week . I was sad to see that the Glastonbury Goddess center so beloved of us had been closed since the 5th of November and will open as soon as they can . At the present rate that probably means about Easter so all over the place people are being deprived of services .

We went into a candle and incense shop. I LOVE candles. There is something about them.

A clever image of a bird in the shop window.

An amazing number of spices and preparations in the same shop.  Use the ‘print’ icon at the top of this page so see some of the labels. Press Control and + at the same time to enlarge.   It could be out off the 19th century – or older.

We went home via Shepton Mallet and did some vanity shopping in Aldi and afterwards went for a walk down the little high street, I could almost say a historic and quaint environment. We counted about ten shops that had closed. How many businesses can stay open for 6 months without any measurable income. Even the charity shops are struggling so that shows how bad it is. I doubt if it will return.

I do not often cross advertise between my sites. I have written an account of the COVID situation called in a nutshell. There is no hope of trying to understand what’s going on unless you see the background. This is is my rather bitter-sweet Christmas present to everybody, which will hopefully give you all some peace of mind and a certain explanation for things.


To Wetherspoons, two different reactions to COVID


Wetherspoons have made a great effort to confront the COVID charade by a front cover and  13 page insert in their News Magazine.  They have made a real effort to sum up the whole world-wide situation, trying to look at both sides. I read this whilst I waited for my traditional breakfast, for a total cost including coffee of under £5. When I arrived there were about a dozen people having breakfast. There was no pretense of putting in your phone number for track and trace on entry. I guess they did not have the staff. The waiters were as helpful as ever, all credit to them. I am sure they are fearful for their jobs.

I met an old acquaintance on the street outside; he and I talk occasionally. He is going to spend Christmas alone, ‘like any other day’ . he dismissed the COVID thing as ‘a load of bollocks’ and ‘does not bother’ to read the papers or watch TV. I don’t think he even has one.

Today I made a summary for my website of what is actually going on. It does not make pleasant reading but as I said, if you don’t know what’s going on behind the scenes you don’t stand a chance of understanding anything. If you wan to depress yourself (or maybe not). Here is the link.

Off to the Lavender Farm, Somerset Lavender in Faulkland. For lovers this is a ‘must visit’ though I know they are closing Sunday 20th December for a period.  We had a lavender sponge cake. Francoise bought her usual sprays, soaps. They make idea gifts for friends.  The woman behind the counter was wearing a mask. we talked to her about this and she said she found it uncomfortable after a time. We explained that it reduced the amount of oxygen you could receive and made it more difficult for you to expel carbon dioxide as well as being an unhealthy environment for bugs. I gave her my website address for which she thanked us and said she would have a look when she got home.

We then went to Ammerdown Woods for a walk Due to the recent inclement weather the whole thing was sodden; we had a laugh and a joke with a couple of people at the entrance. Parts of it are positively Medieval and comforting to see in their unspoiled nature. The wood is well managed.

We then on a whim decided to go to Mells, frequently written about in our previous entries (do a search). On the way, much road flooding to contend with. We entered the Village Shop. The man behind the counter approached us aggressively with what we now see to be fear. He said we were not wearing masks (amazing observation). He said ‘I dont know who you are and where you come from. You could be carrying anything.’. ‘Only one person is allowed in the shop at a time’ (since 1st March evidently). This ‘one person’ rule is new to me. I told him we have exemption from mask wearing but he was deaf to our protest. We realised that talking to him was a total waste of time and left the shop, alas on a bad note.

The river across the road was in full flood.

Mells is and always will be a picture postcard place. If and when we return to normal (doubtful) we can visit its outdoor gardens and patio restaurant. Alas, not at the moment.

Home to watch a film recommended by a friend, another film programming us for what is to happen in the future. This was made in 2005. V for Vendetta was a great experience, some clinical blood and gore but watchable. Very original script. The reincarnation of Guy Fawkes takes action against the British establishment. Excellent performances from Sir John Hurt, Stephen Fry, Tim Pigott-Smith, Natalie Portman. 2h 12 minutes of ‘page turning’ action from the creators of ‘The Matrix’

Incidentally, IMDB is always worth a check-in. It lists all films with reviews and details.

A ghastly Christmas card



I thought I had seen it all. This is a Christian card or I suppose it is. I cannot describe in how many ways this is in bad taste. I wont say who sent the card.

We had an idea today that if the winter is severe and there are power cuts we would offer our bungalow as a ‘day centre’ as gas central heating would not work so our log fire would come into its own. Some would not come due to fears of COVID but anyway the offer will be there.

This evening our ZOOM meeting, the last but one before Christmas, or what is left of it when Boris Johnson Matt Hancock have misinformed us about what is dangerous contact-wise. Louis Pasteur has a lot to answer for.

We are a jolly bunch on the group. This was our 30th meeting and during the time our friendships have deepened and we have come to know and respect the other’s point of view.

Yesterday Francoise went to a trade shopping centre and came home with a mountain of the obligatory toilet paper, restaurant size containers of olives, rice etc.  It may have been a Costco equivalent, I suspect Booker Wholesale cash and carry, Trowbridge. Francoise was not a member so had to go with a friend and use her ticket. You are supposed to be a business person to qualify to shop.

On another note no pun intended enjoy this lovely recording of a 93 year old lady singing a song of praise. She is younger than some half her age.

I feel so sorry for the pubs and restaurants that have stocked up for Christmas only to be told at a couple of days notice that they will have to close or only served takeaways. This is in tier 3, London, and mercifully not where we live in Somerset.

Amuse yourself with a very entertaining and puzzling rope trick

We have just about had enough


I went to a podiatrist this afternoon to find out why my toes were showing signs of infection. The helpful lady told me that this was due to bad circulation and there was nothing much I could do about it. Prior to my entry into the clinic I heard her say to a client that she thinks they may be locked down in the new year. When I saw her, bearing in mind my experience with COVID, I said to her that I thought lockdown was unlikely. She said that as a sole trader she was able to continue working but ‘this has gone on for a year now and we’ve had enough of it’. I think that mirrors the opinion of many people certainly in the United Kingdom.

I then returned home  to see that our Minister of Health has decided, without giving any evidence, that there is now a new variant and we might have to lock down even more in the new year. I wish these people would stop lying. They are buying time so that everyone can be vaccinated.  I read that the richest people in the world have accumulated an extra trillion dollars. People are still at the stage of thinking “they wouldn’t do that would they”. The  answer is that yes they would because they are psychopaths and eugenicists so  they really don’t care.

In spite of everything, there has been some wonderful energies around and I think it’s due to a very rare astrological configuration. There is little comfort in the contemplation of the world as it is and our only recourse is to look up at the spiritual dimensions which has no boundaries.

Last evening I had a very enjoyable zoom group with a group of people who were concerned about the effect of masts with regard to 5 G. I made a good acquaintance with a chap called David who is similarly interested in the accumulation of data. We did speak afterwards and agreed to meet since we had so much in common. I spoke to an old friend of mine who thought that the coming times would separate the wheat from the chaff and remove people – either physically or certainly spiritually – who have not faced what is actually going on. I think this is a test of character, all this stuff.  It could have been one thing it could or another but I note that record numbers of people are waking up which is always good.

Good vs. Evil.  I like it. No sugar coating here.

Withdrawal symptoms


We returned on Monday and arrived back lunchtime after a comparatively short 2 hour 10 minute direct drive from Plymouth to Midsomer Norton. I’m not writing this Thursday evening and I have to say that unusually I haven’t had the strength and energy to write a diary hence the lack.

I’m always glad to arrive home but I know my spirit needs some time to catch up and so intense was our experience that I felt disorientated for the first couple of days.  The difference between Totnes, which might as well have been on another planet, was so profound that it is very difficult to settle back into the ordinariness of this area.

The world news is not exactly good which does not help but also I am starting a new regime of avoiding certain foods and because I’ve been in bad habits for so long I found the whole thing quite exhausting, so this morning, Thursday, when I got up, I didn’t have any energy to speak of.

Last night, Wednesday, I had not got my discipline right and as a result I couldn’t sleep for the whole night so it is very nice that today I seem to have got the formula right which basically means avoiding dairy foods and certain fruits.  It’s chalk and cheese as the British say or if you wish night and day. I find the condition of my stomach has an enormous effect on my total energy and I felt like death warmed up this morning first thing.

I had to take my car into servicing because there were strange revving  between gears even though it is an automatic car and I feared that I would be faced with a big bill. In the event, it was nothing more than an adjustment that was required and I was faced with a very modest bill of about 60 pounds. I’m a little bit traumatized about the cost of motoring since I’ve had two cars that have failed me recently so hopefully this car I have recently bought will sustain us for some time to come.


A day to re-constitute my mind


Agorism is a social philosophy that advocates creating a society in which all relations between people are voluntary exchanges by means of counter-economics, engaging with aspects of nonviolent revolution.

I know it’s a strange word but it does summer exactly what I want to attain. I think we have to become independent of the financial system as far as we can.

Today we went to a talk by a prepper, who has lived off the hand and off grid for the past 17 years.  Just imagine if the power were to go off. What would you do?  No central heating, after a time no water, the loos w0uld back up. It is too late to start preparing when all the shops are closed and you are in a state of panic.

It is a blissful state to be in an environment where everyone is on the same wavelength. Maybe when all this nonsense is over this could happen.

A trip to the Moors (nearly)


We went to my friend Steve’s place and from then we went to Yelverton which is at the foot of Exmoor. On the site of an old air strip we found the rocks, above, which attract children like a magnet. It was cold and chilly and rather foggy. I thought we were going to go into the moors but with two small children in the group I realised that the scope was going to be limited.

You could almost imagine yourself in the middle ages. This has never been touched or built on. Wonderful to contemplate it.

Such amazing lines and unspoiled grass.  As Steve’s wife was hungry we decided to go to a restaurant in Plymouth. Two of the chains were not accepting cash (you might catch COVID) but we found one that was happy to see us. In a party of 10 we had to sit in two groups separated from each other. I felt very ill due to a continuing stomach condition so I sat at my own table but later felt better and joined the main group.

This is Steve with his wife DuDu and my wife Franocise in the middle, during a visit to their home.





Off to Plymouth – in the rain


Weather forecast in such a small land mass is a very difficult task evening with super computers so although the weather for the weekend was showing to be good we had to endure a couple of hours of rain storms on the way, so be it.

We stopped off at a long standing friend’s who is it diagnostician and presenter of new methods of looking at the body and had a wonderful couple of hours with her before moving on to our hotel on the east side of Plymouth.  I like Premier Inn hotels because they are all run the same way – to a good standard. We will have to put up with breakfast served at our table instead of the buffet which I so much love but that was a small price to pay.

I also like the very comfortable beds. Unfortunately the fan was a bit loud so we had to ask housekeeping to come and turn it off though the price for that was that you need to leave the back window open which was exposed to the noise from what I can describe as the busiest junction in the South West, busy night and day with trucks and cars.

I don’t want to be rude to the residents of this town, bombed to pieces in the Second World war, but it’s one of the ugliest towns I can recall. The centre is functional enough but there are too many featureless concrete buildings sitting there doing nothing apart from serving their purpose.

We were taken on a brief journey by our host and saw the testimony to our great naval history particularly in the wars.

A huge memorial commemorating 22,000 serving troops who died in the war.

One of the inlets of Plymouth but not the harbour as such.

We then went off to visit a tattoo parlour run by my friend at which his two sons work.  These guys are totally in to art as well and here are some examples of their works for sale. (apart from the tattoo part which I did not feel comfortable photographing while the client was in the chair))

We ended the evening in Totnes sitting round a fire with 20 or so like minded souls talking about the world, 5G, COVID, campaigning etc. Totness is a little gem, a bit like Glastonbury, with its own distinctive style.

Off for a ‘break’ if that is possible in this UK version of Germany 1933


We had a fairly good meeting of our ZOOM men’s group last evening Thursday. The flow goes where it goes and a member who is a headmaster of a school in Frome talked extensively about the behaviour of the children of the traveling community. The report was much different from that which I had been led to believe. Children are more diligent in their learning and better behaved than many from mainstream families. In the last three years he has not had to expel one pupil from that community.

Anyway as my batteries are lower than they should be now is now time for some meetings with valued friends. Off for a few days to Devon, perhaps for a trip to the moors, and certainly to be in the company of like-minded spirits.

I have done my usual thing of packing far more clothes than I need but hey its a car so for comfort and security I pack everything. We are staying at a Premier Inn which lives up to its name. Lovely comfortable beds. Firm and yielding at the same time.

There will be a pause in these writings as usual. My faithful house-sitters are not familiar with the workings of a computer so the next entry will be the middle of next week.